After seeing the location sent by Xue Jiajia and realizing that it would take half an hour to get there by subway, Shaoyang put on his laptop bag and his mobile phone keys and set off at 11:15.

The first song released was "Actor".

The second song recorded was "Just Right".

The styles of the two songs are not much different. If the audience can accept the actors, they should also be able to accept it.

Riding a shared bicycle to the subway station, Shao Yang put on a mask and headphones. Unfortunately, he didn't have sunglasses now, otherwise he would have worn them.

As a former first-line artist in the industry, I have developed a habit of wearing a hat, mask and sunglasses when I go out. Otherwise, I will be surrounded by people wherever I go. This is also the price of being an artist. The private space is too small.

Shaoyang once experienced a very scary thing. He went to attend a red carpet event, and the organizer booked a hotel. As a result, when he was taking a shower in the hotel at night, an illegitimate man sneaked in through some unknown means.

He entered the room and hid under the bed.

Shaoyang was half asleep when he suddenly heard the sound of snoring under the bed. He was so frightened that he quickly called the police. Later, after investigation, it was discovered that the illegitimate girl was a staff member of the hotel. After knowing that Shaoyang was coming, she called the police in advance.

After preparing the room card, she originally wanted to secretly take photos of Shaoyang alone, but she didn't expect that she fell asleep directly after lying under the bed for too long.

Imagine that you are sleeping alone in a hotel room, and in the middle of the night, another snoring sound comes from under the bed.

Thinking about such a scene is scary.

After that incident, no matter which hotel Shaoyang went to, he had to ask the assistant to check every place in the room first. It can be said that it has left a shadow on Shaoyang.

Thinking about the past in my mind.

The headphones are playing songs that are on the world charts.

As Shao Yang listened, he gradually felt a little disappointed.

He did not expect that half of the ten songs on the domestic hot song charts were foreign language songs. In addition to four English songs, there was also a Japanese song.

This made Shaoyang confused.

It’s not that he can’t accept other people listening to foreign language songs, he can listen to them himself, but he just can’t accept that half of the domestic music rankings are foreign language songs.

Shaoyang unlocked his phone and specifically screened domestic pop music. After listening to a few songs, the subway arrived at the station.

The restaurant Xue Jiajia chose was in a large shopping mall next to the subway station. Xue Jiajia probably thought that Shaoyang would come by subway, so she deliberately chose the restaurant next to the subway station.

Before Shaoyang came, he had read the restaurant's reviews on Meituan. It had a rating of 4.8 and the per capita consumption of the music restaurant was 298 yuan. The price was acceptable to Shaoyang. After all, he now had a few hundred thousand in savings on his mobile phone.

"Hello, who are you?"

"Two people, and one more on the way."

The waiter said enthusiastically: "This way, please."

The restaurant is quite large and the decoration is very elegant. Although it is meal time, there are not many people in the restaurant, maybe because today is Tuesday.

The waiter led Shaoyang to sit down at a double seat.

"Sir, do you want to order now, or wait for your friend to come over first?"

"Wait for my friend to come."

"Okay." After the waiter brought Shaoyang a glass of lemonade, he went to entertain other guests.

Shaoyang played with his phone and waited quietly. Not long after, Xue Jiajia came.

She is dressed very freshly today.

Wearing a very trendy off-shoulder white T-shirt on top, and a pair of slim-fitting jeans on the bottom, with very light makeup, she looked like a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old.

After seeing Shaoyang, she took a step and walked over.

"It's been a long time. There's a little traffic jam on my way."

"No, I just arrived."

"Did you order something to eat?"

Shao Yang shook his head and smiled: "Not yet, isn't this waiting for you? When I order, you say I'm searching again."

"Haha, you are always picking."

Xue Jiajia raised her arms, and her sleeves slipped down to reveal a fair wrist. She snapped her fingers and called the waiter over. After ordering a few dishes quickly, she chatted with Shao Yang about business.

"Let's start shooting now."

Shao Yang asked: "How to shoot?"

He really doesn’t know much about short videos.

Xue Jiajia arranged: "Didn't we agree that you can sing a short part acapella and just sing the chorus part? I think that part is quite nice."

"Singing?"

"if not."

Shao Yang pointed to the piano in the corner and asked, "Didn't you choose to eat here because this is a music restaurant?"

"Uh~" Xue Jiajia obviously didn't expect this.

"Okay." Shao Yang said helplessly: "It seems that I have thought too much."

Shao Yang stood up and walked to the piano. He pressed the button twice and the piano made a harsh sound.

No wonder no one is playing the piano here. It turns out the piano is broken.

Just when Shaoyang was about to return to his seat, a middle-aged man in front of the cabinet ran to Shaoyang and apologized: "I'm sorry, the piano was broken a long time ago. Last time I asked the tuner to repair it, and it turned out that

He said there is no need to repair anymore."ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

"It's okay, just forget it's useless."

The middle-aged man is naturally the owner of this restaurant. He is dressed in a literary style and has a pigtail on the back of his head. It turns out that he played music when he was young. He asked: "Little brother, do you want to play the piano?"

Shao Yang scratched his head, pointed at Xue Jiajia and made an excuse: "My friend wants to hear me sing a song, and I'm thinking of using piano accompaniment."

The boss glanced at Xue Jiajia and secretly gave Shao Yang a thumbs up. His enthusiastic eyes seemed to say: Little brother, you really are the one who can win such a beauty.

Before Shaoyang could explain, the boss patted Shaoyang on the shoulder and asked: "I have a guitar, can you play it?"

"meeting."

"Wait, I'll get it for you." The boss ran to his room enthusiastically and handed the guitar he often played to Shaoyang.

Shaoyang took it and took a look and blurted out: "Taylor gsmini, it's well maintained."

"Little brother, are you knowledgeable and professional?"

"I had to learn a little bit of every instrument in college, and guitar is my strong point."

The boss smiled evilly and said: "Take it to tease your girlfriend, and then give it back to me after playing."

"Girlfriend? That..."

The boss didn't give Shaoyang a chance to explain. He gave Shaoyang a meaningful smile and went back to the counter to do his own business.

Shaoyang could only return to his position with his guitar.

Seeing his posture, Xue Jiajia asked in surprise: "Can you also play guitar?"

"Um."

"It's amazing." Xue Jiajia stretched out her hand in front of Shao Yang: "Give me the phone."

Shao Yang took out his cell phone and gave it to her.

Xue Jiajia adjusted her position and said to Shao Yang, "Just be ready to start at any time."

"oh."

Shaoyang plucked the strings and tried the sound.

Xue Jiajia looked at Shao Yang in the camera and said to herself: "Hmph, I didn't expect this guy... to be quite photogenic."

…

After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly stood up from the bed.

He took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.

Confused, confused, and all kinds of emotions came to my mind.

Where is this?

Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously looked around and became even more confused.

A single dorm?

Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the ward now.

And my body...how could I not have any injuries at all?

With doubts, Shi Yu's eyes quickly swept across the room, and finally his eyes rested on a mirror beside the bed.

The mirror showed his current appearance. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked very handsome.

But the problem is, this is not him!

My previous self was a handsome young man in his twenties who had been working for a while.
To be continued...